During the sanding process, I made the mistake of leaving the tomtes I was crafting on the kitchen counter when I left to pick up my daughter from basketball.
Boomer, the golden retriever puppy, does not have a discriminatory palate. Food. Not Food. Doesn’t matter.
Poor little tomtes–only a few survived.
You can learn how I made these cute little fellers over at Altered Pages.
Don’t let the cute face fool you. He’s guilty of tomte-cide.
These beautiful napkin rings humble me. Why? Because I attempted to create some mother-daughter bonding time by crafting floral place card settings. As I struggled in vain to figure out how the flowers could uphold the name cards, my daughter breezed in, took one look at the project and said it would be much wiser to make napkin rings. I had to admit, she was right.
That, my friends, is just the beginning. It turned out she was right many more times. She was right when she suggested we scallop the edges of the flowers, she was right when she said the flowers would look better if we made the centers with a paper fringe, she was right when she said we should add leaves and she was right when she suggested running the pipe cleaner through the leaves.
Just who is the professional crafter around here? I pride myself on my creativity, but it is nothing compared to the unhindered mind of the young.
